Ride the Lion

Bruises decorate your heels But you've gained your life A gun wielding maniac Drew it in drunken surprise This is not a metaphor It's just a really bad night Jumping down from that Second story window at night, It was so high She kissed you on your mouth As you lay down on that bed Your eyes were burning With a fire she is eager to forget This is not a metaphor It's just a really fucked up night Trapped in corner Between a choice of wrong or right, oh why? Baby, baby, don't forget There's crawling maggots in your mouth Weirdos knocking on your door on the road to die Open your eyes and ride the Lion And she weighs on your mind Bent and broken with lies Calling the shadow the sun Bent and broken with lies Crawling on the walls Like flies with compound eyes Stealing all available light from our lives Baby, baby, don't forget There's crawling maggots in your mouth Weirdos knocking on your door on the road to die Open your eyes and ride the Lion